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Robby Nov 2019
The funny thing about how hearts work
Is that sometimes they just stop
Not really sure how to fix that part
Robby Nov 2019
This one sided love is making us crazy
Forcing us endlessly to drive in circles
Like two starving vultures spotting carrion
It wears on me so
I’m dizzy and tired… please just let me sleep
Hunter Green Nov 2019
It’s running and fighting.
Respectively.
Fighting the running to grasp some humility,
but fearing the loss of value in my true location,
my true state of being.
Do I fight just so I don’t become a disturbance,
My own mind dying, just so I don’t receive more rejection?
It is either protection or pride.
While still chasing that perfect child,
I listen to the lies that keep me from something that might actual help.
james Nov 2019
every smoking, electric chemical
balled into coals burning red and hot
white knuckles and eyes like swords
sharp and blinding in the sun
i light a match in the forest
and he throws himself into me,
inferno on his lips, in bared teeth

are we fighting? am i failing?
to **** a dragon that's already killed me
your breath is hot. your scales, rough,
are calloused hands that grip my collar
im breathless, but i havent thrown a punch
i see you falter.

are we fighting?
are you sure?
i wrote poems using inktober prompts. here's day 12: dragon
james Nov 2019
i see you, laying in the ashes
of the firestorm we've been dancing through

you were born in the heat of war
and winning's left you far too cold

gunpowder has settled in your lungs
though you try you cannot cough it up

all your life youve had to fight
so no one told you how to love
i wrote some poems using inktober prompts. (im just posting the ones i liked). here's day 13: ash
Dusk Nov 2019
Blood pools at your feet, it is yours
And you feel nothing
Watching as it swirls down the drain
This is who you are
You are a victim
You take hits
You bleed dry

Blood pools at your feet, it isn't yours
And you are screaming
Sobbing as you scrub it off
This is not you
You are not a fighter (but you fought)
You do not hit back (but your knuckles are bruised)
You do not heal (but scabs are forming)
someone said the message was confusing, tell me if you agree
Faizel Farzee Oct 2019
Is see their ghost again
Silhouttes of past love lost
They are my floating sins

A reminder that I once wore a grin
The smile I wear now is truly paper thin
A forced happiness
Equivalent to a faked second skin

The light in my heart is set to dim
It's sizzling cinders
My future look burned, to ash it has turned
This undead feeling singed to my soul within

Do i sink or swim
Questions refuse to be answered
It's got my tail in a spin

Why can't I just live on a whim

Forget all these toxic feelings
Just pack up and run

Start a new life
Holding hands with the sun

That future seem bright

The truth is, I'm build never to give in
So I'll fight till the death
Till I have life pinned to the floor
Ready to rip of a limb
Looking into my determined eyes, no matter which ghost you throw at me
You will realize that I win.
Sometimes we feel alone
If we just look around, we will realize we not drones
We can unplug from the static
Come together as one
Share experiences and shed our infected skin
It will fill the void within
Left by love lost, at least we experienced love
Allow your mended heart to sing
So forget all bad, remember the good, pick yourself up....let the next round begin
Ajax Oct 2019
I tried to reach your expectations
But all it did was put me into frustration
Felt like I had been locked away, with the key thrown away
Locked away just watching the day go by
day by day, covered in dust. I didn't know what to say
Dust covered, body decay. What the hell should I say
How do I even say it, If I say it he'll loose it
If I try take it back, all he’ll do is use it and abuse it
We used to be able to share and care, But then I turned it to ****
Everything turned black and white, I didn't know who was right
Fight or flight came over me that lying in bed that night
I didn't know if I should fight or run from him again
Thought he was my friend, but then again I can be wrong
I wonder what he’ll do if he ever reads this
If he’ll ever forgive me for what I did to him
His life over mine, I was just in a bad time
I spun his life into lies and I put him on the line
My life over his starting making me go blind
Had his trust, then if faded away like rust
Every lie I made up was a kick in the dust
I know he wont forgive me, but trying is a must
I now talk to him day and night
Just trying to make things right
Im starting to talk to him again as a friend
Hoping hating each other wouldn't be our end

Time and time again I tried to look past the lies
Time and time again I always asked myself why
Why'd you do it, why'd you do it, just why…
Started dating awhile ago, we went and rushed into it
Like little kids trying some new ****
Thinking, oh yeah this is gonna last
Month in, then it ended and shattered like glass
Then going and spreading lies, having to sit beside you in class
Wondering how much time had passed
I didn't even want to see your face
It was never the right time or place
You're a party girl, while I'm just a simple country boy
The kinda guy who doesn't go around saying, who shall I destroy
It was funny when you acted like I was a golden boy
Telling me I was a good kid. Its not you, its me
Could've just told me that you wanted to be free
But then again, I did get one hell of a story
I could abuse the story, But thats not me. Ill turn it into poetry
Lets get down to this forgiveness business
Would I say I forgive you? to an extend, yes
You were just going through some ****, been there done that
I just don't know how much trust i should give you back
You did just take it and throw it around, thats a fact
Maybe next time we talk, I’ll actually give you some eye contact
But right now, trust is what we lack
That’ll take time for you to earn back
Thought I should make things a little less black and white
But right now, I’ll see you under the next spotlight…
Jenny Barajas Oct 2019
I see a darkness, a darkness I see
the light that once shinned is starting to part from me!
I reach, I grasp, I struggle to hold on
why does the darkness seem oh so strong
I want to smile, dance, laugh, and sing
but my emotions are strong, and tears run down deep
My family and friends start to fade away,
I don't want this darkness to get them, so I push them all away
'Fight, Fight, Fight" you are strong in every way,
my heart fights my mind, to see that light in any way!
After loosing my boyfriend to a motorcycle accident I'm in a constant battle with depression! blessed to have not only my parents to help me fight this battle but his as well!
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